[Andre Nickatina] i met you wit my mouthpiece sideways rippin down the highway even tho its monday i treat it like a friday special introduction lighting up the function better cope junction playboys smoke trees ima shake my pearm shake my pearm and ima let the hat man the curls all turn i have it roll loosely even roll tightly girls touch a pisces in my white nikes turn around slightly you lookin kinda pricey and i like to sell yea thats what i got to tell ya sexy lil butter cup you can be the runner up even tho cold days cats free and tumble up hot lil thang give for this game and treat it like your runnin on an Amtrak train the beat in the back shake the weed in my lap the store owner know I buy blunts by the pack
[Equipto] yea kick back, ease up, roll a fat blunt i contemplate the breaks on this rap stuff im on the chase and cant slow down now, and checkin the trap its scattered all around town thats what ammo i really aint dissin you but i aint got no demo for you to listen to im on the verge and on her like lip stick and usin more words that shoot her from the hip quick rapper raids and charge on the turn around these hoes are chose and all cause the word of mouth im in key like do rae me you'll see that'll be the day when a hoe break me (bitch please) i got it all across the nation just from the jurios conversation stop hating cuz i got it like that i holla like motherfucka can you buy that
[Andre Nickatina] playboy on my hotel villian wit rap cat feelins me and this bird we just be chillin spit the gift my new stan smiths bubble that off the top do this quick i roam like a leopard, shake up the pepper jump like a checker, cash my checkas wearin my leather you know she better be way better than that other heffer whatever
[Tha Jacka] Leave it up to Jack Always come with some fly shit Try hard aryday to ignore The fact I'm rich I ignore my bitch Let her shit I ain't trippin' Me and Poom sippin' sippin' Hit the strip, with all the clippin' Windows up, packed out Same car we put a brick in Candy cranberry drippin' Niggas say the 4 stickin' I just know the doors liftin' I can smoke a whole zip in One night, game tight On the move game hype My niggas all alike Let your brains hang tight Hustlin' in the rain Do our thang til the daylight Smokin' Urkle, blowin' circles Sippin' on a purple Sprite In the hood servin' hype I could never leave the life Fiends never leave the pipe Bitches give me all they money If you want attention from me Take this clip in your tummy You's a fuckin' crash dummy All the bitches ask for me Just to pass cash to me Suckas never last, feel meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
